Memories

I was thinking about it as going through old threads trying to find something. It's funny how something even like that where those memories can make you 'aww' or dwell on the past.

Sometimes when I'm home alone for a few days I think about home where my friends and family are and get a little homesick.

Some people are even stuck in the past. Like the 80's or 70's. I even saw a Bullshit episode based on that.

Why are memories so important? Why do we sometimes feel sad when we think about them? Does that mean you were happier in the past and miss it?

What do you miss from the past that you don't have in the present?

I've often found that smells trigger memories for me more often than anything else.

Anywho, it's only been a few months since I've moved from where I lived for the past 8 years, and I really miss hanging with all my buddies. I still chat with them on the internet, but it's a crap substitute. Do I consider myself less happy? Not at all, I'll see them again eventually, and I don't dwell on things such as that anyway.

I think memories give us strong feelings because it makes us realize the passing of time. While we felt we weren't making any progress or that life was going rather slowly, we look back and realize the road that we traveled was dissappearing under our feet. Moments become precious because we see that they'll never happen again - you may make new friends or have new memories but that specific moment in time will never be replaced.

You become sad because you regret that you didn't stop for a second, stop wishing for tomorrow or waiting for the next phase or your life, but instead just LOOK. Just look at the moment, just stare at the person next to you, or laugh when you didn't, or smile when you felt mad. Your become sad because it is gone - because that time wonderful or sad will always be that way it happened and you can never experience it again. Your life is now framed behind a glass wall that you can't touch or effect - only look at.

It is bittersweet in a way - you can never go back - not truly - but that is what makes it beautiful. That at that specific moment in time you were who you were, you can never go back to that person you used to be or see things the way you did then because you have experienced more whether you feel it or not. Never will you be that exact way again or feel that exact way again - so it is unique and special and irreplaceable.

A photo, a scent, a sound that you recognize makes you think back - and you almost are taken back in time. That makes you happy, but you're not truly there and never can truly be there again - and that is what hurts.

All we can do is try our best never to forget our memories, and appericate every moment. Take comfort in the fact that you have many more memories you have yet to be apart of.

You should put that on a card.



...A very large card.


In any case, that was a very mushy and hallmark moment, but it was also very true in a sense.

I always dwell on the past, and I know people say you shouldn't, but I can't help but doing so and thinking about things. You do learn a lot from the past, however.

Why is it everything I try to be serious about people say is mushy or chessey!? lol

Simply put: I think memories are a way of dwelling on the effects of time upon the happy or sad experiences we've had - and time is what makes us appericate those memories and want to make our future memories even better.

I miss my friend Kyle from 7th grade. He hanged himself. I wonder what he'd be like today had he not been bullied/abused to the point of wanting to get away from it all.

My memory of this was brought back up from

Can you edit that so a flame war doesn't start in my thread please?

Hmm. Same except I found that music or sound trigger my memories more than anything else.

>__>


me? I see nothing wrong with it.

It's your olfactory sensory nerves. They purposely do that for survial reasons - but it sure is nice when it brings up pleasant memories.

I think we can easily identify who you're talking about and thus leaving out his name seems pointless. It probably wont lead to drama but you could have left that last line out of your post and it would have done the same effect, unless you wanted to give him the finger...

>___>

done then....

hmm... got a few random memories popping back in my head... and the best thing to help me forget them (cause they are crappy/embarrassing memories) are to watch scary movies or find something else that can block it. lol guess memories are quite powerful? (cause they seem to keep coming back o.O)

Listening to songs from Xenogears still causes an emotional response for me. (An appropriate one for whatever was happening in the game when the song played.)

I miss the ability to have converse with women.

I loooove nostalgia. It's one of the best emotions there is. <3 Bitter-sweet. Plus, things look so much brighter in the rear-mirror.

What takes me back is usually music. Or that late autumn sunlight.
My mom used to sing very old, very sad folk-songs when cleaning up. On the rare occasion of randomly hearing those somewhere, I remember random things.
Or one of those old, really sappy tangos. That also works wonders. It's strange how it plays out sometimes though - the bits and pieces your brain associates with an impression. Upon hearing certain songs, I remember the smell of my piano teacher's woolen jacket.

Something that I really miss about ye olden, golden days is the way the countryside looked like. We grew up in vast tracts of open land; now it's all sealed with cement. The hick village I grew up in had a 3000% increase in population since I was a kid. You can imagine what the place looked like then and what it looks like now. Sometimes it almost infuriates me to see it in its present state.

Memory huh. It's a good thing to reminisce about old memories. Sometimes it makes me smile all alone like a madman. All those fun in the past that will never be repeated perfectly. Sure, there are bad memories too, but I use that as a lesson for the present and future. Sometimes, even bad memories makes me smile because I realize how foolish, unnecessary or silly it was.

Sometimes I dont know why but certain smell remind me of when i went to india and singapore and japan lol its weird but those memories were once in a life time thats for sure....takin a piss in fron of 40 other people in inda is awkward when your the only white guy...

Thanks to you I didn't have to figure out what to write myself.

Whenever I see something tropical or hear Jimmy Buffet I imagine my moms dream to lay out on a hammock by the ocean